Listen to Slowed Killas (feat. Chris Travis & Yung Simmie) by Smug Mang

Slowed Killas (feat. Chris Travis & Yung Simmie)

Smug Mang

Hip-Hop/Rap

2,217 Shazams

Lyrics

Shout-out to the nigga Big Los Bruh, real talk Chris mothafuckin' Travis nigga Best rapper nigga Fuck these niggas bruh I'm on it Pinapple Fanta with a splash of Actavis Why you sippin so much? Cause I'm Chris Travis bitch Can't leave your own city What the fuck that tell you Yo' bitch, mouth game tight But that pussy well loose Hard-ball in the south Bitch I'm straight out of Memphis Sipping codeine bitch Don't try to tell me 'bout my kidneys Leather seats, leather red, windows well dark tinted Try to get you a line That's gon' cost ya' ass fifty Bitch I'm good Well you niggas ain't in your own city "40 Year Old Virgin" Ain't nobody fuckin' with me Condo, reach the clouds Bitch I'm never not high Don't say you gon' get me Bitch, when you the dead guy I ain't even spitting bars But I ain't telling lies "Chris Travis stay broke" You a goddamn lie Nigga, I be on my shit And that's how I survive I ain't 'bout to rush shit I ain't even in my prime Fuck up your whole career With one punch line Beat a nigga ass down In the fuckin' lunch line Killing all these lame rappers Cause it's fuckin' crunch time Bitch I go banana's and you nigga's fruit flies Nigga's say I fell off Ya'll nigga's must be drunk Fuck boy, I'm from Memphis I ain't got to bring no phonk I'm a real young nigga Still lock you in the trunk Bitch tryna to talk to me But the syrup got me slumped Got that Pinapple Actavis Bad bitch Trafficking Chris Travis swaggin' bitch Damn, I'm not average bitch Nigga's can't handle this Nigga's can't handle me Nigga's can't handle me Damn I'm not average bitch Three ho's in a hotel That's a trio Chris Travis fuckin' hoes In a damn speedboat Best in this shit Fuck nigga, you don't even know Freestyle king killing every mothafuckin' show Godfather Chris need a lane when I fuckin' walk They don't understand cause I got a slang when I talk Bitch so bad Made her write her name with some chalk Ya'll nigga's ain't shit But a fuckin' cross walk Step right on your cuz I know you ain't 'bout shit Murk a nigga ass quick In his own apartment Hit the club deep Looking like some damn Spartans Try to jump me I'ma rip your damn heart bitch Chris Travis swaggin' bitch
Writer(s): Inconnu Compositeur Auteur, Samuel Anderson Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com
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